The two people did not move. They just glanced at Ren Yongxu and then moved their eyes to Ye Tianming. Looking at Ye Tianming's bright smile, the two of them could not help but tremble. Only then did they realize that the man in front of them was scarier than the captain.
After they discovered the accident, they suddenly felt that this man exuded an invisible aura. Behind his seemingly harmless smile, there was a faint murderous aura that made people shudder.
The two Indonesian soldiers knew that it was best not to make any dangerous moves in front of this man, otherwise they would definitely receive a fatal blow.
But what made them despair was that this man would not give them any time to wait for the patrol to arrive.
Ye Tianming still stood there without moving. He was waiting for the opportunity to kill with one strike. He must not give them a chance to shoot, otherwise it would be very troublesome if the gunfire attracted the enemy.
Ren Yongxu stood next to Ye Tianming and looked nervously at the two Indonesian soldiers.
The two Indonesian soldiers felt that death was getting closer and closer to them. This feeling made them very uncomfortable, with a sense of suffocation, and their bodies were shaking slightly unconsciously.
Time passed by little by little, and the two Indonesian soldiers finally couldn't bear the atmosphere and shouted, took a step back, and raised their guns.
While they were moving, Ye Tianming also moved. His body rushed out, and with a wave of his right hand, a cold light shot out like lightning, and "poof" a dagger was inserted into a soldier's throat. At this time
, Ye Tianming had already arrived in front of another soldier. He grabbed his wrist that was holding the trigger with his left hand, and grabbed the submachine gun with his right hand. "Bang!" He raised his leg and put his foot in the soldier's abdomen.
With a scream of "Ouch!", the Indonesian soldier clutched his abdomen and rolled around on the ground in pain, foaming at the mouth.
Ye Tianming walked up to him with a gun: "Get up, if you don't want to die, just do as I say." Ren Yongxu hurriedly translated.
The Indonesian soldier endured the pain in his abdomen and slowly got up with a pale face, "Are you Chinese?"
"Haha!!! Very good. Since you can speak Chinese, you can understand it. Notify the road ahead that we are carrying out an emergency mission and cannot be blocked. Let us go directly."
"Chinese pig, don't think that I will do it. You have killed so many Indonesian people and Indonesia will not let you go. You should surrender. Maybe you can still have a way to survive."
"Haha!!!! Surrender? Are you worthy? No country dares to ask me, Ye Tianming, to surrender. You'd better do what I say, otherwise I will make your life worse than death." Ye Tianming said solemnly.
The Indonesian soldier knew that what the Chinese said was definitely not to scare him. Looking at the blood-red light in Ye Tianming's eyes, his heart was wavering.
If he doesn't agree, he will die! He can get the national medal and become a hero in the hearts of the Indonesian people, but before long, he will be forgotten by people and get nothing.
If you promise him, you can live and continue to enjoy life. Any smart person knows how to choose between life and death.
Thinking of this, he said to Ye Tianming: "Will you really let me go?"
Ye Tianming gave a weird smile and said, "If you don't agree, you'll die. If you agree, you'll still have a chance to live. Why don't you make a bet on whether I can keep my word?"